When the man realized that all his offensive tactics were ineffective, he began to panic.

Unable to even stop him, he began to feel afraid.

As he faced the flying knife aimed straight at his face, a thought suddenly popped into his mind: Was he going to die?

He didn't have time to react otherwise, he only made the most basic shielding move, raising his arm in an attempt to stop the throwing knife attack.

The throwing knife still followed its original trajectory and struck the man's arm. His arm couldn't withstand the knife and was severed the instant it struck.

"Ah—!" The man screamed in agony as his arm was severed at the wrist. The clean cut revealed a gush of blood.

The throwing knife didn't stop; after severing the man's arm, it flew towards his face.

As expected, the throwing knife struck the man's face.

The throwing knife slashed down hard, striking the center of the face precisely.

The man's memory was still stuck on the image of the throwing knife flying towards him. His eyes were wide open as he watched the knife approach, closer and closer, with an expression of disbelief.

"Pfft." Finally, the throwing knife stopped right in his line of sight; he could still see the back of the golden knife.

He was still staring, not yet recovered from the shock, when another throwing knife plunged into his chest, embedding itself in his heart.

The two throwing knives came flying at an incredible speed, less than a second apart.

All of this happened in a very short time, over in just three breaths.

The man's body weakened in the excruciating pain, and the earthen wall in front of him collapsed like a landslide, piling up into a small hill between the man and Yu Yanbin.

The man's body went limp, and he lay on his back on the ground with the flying knife still stuck in his forehead.

Blood then flowed down, meandering down the man's body to the ground.

The battle ended quickly, and Yu Yanbin's gloomy face remained calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

He walked up to the man and stopped, saying in a cold tone, "I didn't expect you to be so weak. I don't know what kind of superiority you have. Who do you think you are?"

"You are too weak and cowardly to resist, so you can only satisfy your unspeakable cowardice by bullying the weak. You are a coward."

"Heh, only a fool like you would seek validation from those inferior to you. When faced with someone stronger than you, you would only wag your tail and beg for mercy. How pathetic, you are so psychologically twisted."

"You can only satisfy your inferiority and emptiness by exploiting the weak one after another. You dare not do anything when facing the strong, but when you turn over, you feel like you are a superior person."

"What a pity, you miscalculated this time." Yu Yanbin shook his head, still staring calmly at the man who was still convulsing on the ground. "Do you think we're so easy to mess with? You messed with us and then flaunted it. I want to see how much guts you have to act like this."

He knew the man wasn't dead yet; he could still hear. Seeing the man still struggling and spitting blood, Yu Yanbin kindly told him why he had died.

Yu Yanbin gave a slight smirk, seemingly quite satisfied with the current situation.

"I think you understand why this is happening. Don't waste your time. You messed with the wrong person, and this is what happens to you, understand?"

The cold voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to be speaking directly into my ear, piercing right through my eardrums.

With the man's first violent cough, even more bright red blood gushed out.

Yu Yanbin smiled.

"You'll have to pay the price for your stupidity this time, but the price will be a bit high."

After saying that, she didn't look at the man again, turned her head and went to watch the other people's fight.

He wasn't worried about Cheng Shaolin; he believed Cheng Shaolin could handle it on his own.

He understood that since he had killed the group's leader, it wouldn't be long before the group fell apart.

Just as he suspected, the men Cheng Shaolin was dealing with had already broken down mentally after seeing their captain defeated.

Fear, apprehension, and dread alternated on his face.

Mindset is a very important factor.

He looked up at the doorway, but Qiu Fengyu was no longer there. He stepped out the door and walked towards the next room.

There are 5 other people next door; he needs to go and deal with them.

When he stepped through the door next door and saw the scene inside, his usually calm and composed handsome face revealed a look of surprise.

It was very quiet inside, with no fierce fighting or confrontation; it was peaceful and harmonious.

He suppressed his surprise and returned to his calm demeanor. He looked at everyone inside, completely bewildered.

He thought there would be a fierce battle here, or at least a gunfight. But none of that happened.

Indeed, he hadn't heard a sound from their side, and he was a little worried.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?" Yu Yanbin asked, looking at the humanoid figures lying on the ground.

“It’s exactly as you see it.” Li Xiao sat on the stool, bored, with her hands supporting her chin.

“Ha,” Yu Yanbin looked at these bored people, “What can I possibly see? Details?”

Li Xiao raised her eyelids and glanced at him, asking curiously, "What details do you need? Isn't it enough if the result is good?"

Tian Tian burst out laughing; it's rare to see the captain looking speechless.

"Let me tell you."

"Okay, you come here." Yu Yanbin turned to look at Tian Tian, ​​who, like Li Xiao, was sitting on a small stool, looking bored.

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